The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-11-08
sew on the button. Mr.. Bowserp' /
asked a. he returned.

sew on the button. Mr.. Bowsere" /
asked AZ he returned.
'Neveri 1t is too late! I may get
through in time for breakfast, but you
can clear off the supper table. have
been losing buttons for the last five
years, and now propose to sew them
all on"
When he had locked the door again
he got out every cost and vest and paf
Of pants from the closet and sat down
to his buttons- am telling you the
solemn truth when / say that looked
through the key-hole and saw him de-
liberately cut every button off of two
vests and pair of pants. and he took
one of his new shirts aud coolly ripped
1t clear down the back 70 the bottom
hem. And I will further make a
solemn affidavit that the button he lost
when he got off the car was the only
missing button he had ever complained
of.
When he had cut the buttons of, rs
described, he lighted the gas and got
out his needles and thread. Mr.. Bow
ser is a near-sighted man. and our gas
fixtures are hung pretty high. Be-
tween the two he got into trouble. 1t
didn't seem to make any difference to
him which end Of the needle he thread
ed. Instead of jabbing the thread at
the needle he jabbed the needle at the
thread. After about twenty jabs he'd
get discouraged and select another
needle, or break the thread off at
new spot. He finally got the thread
into the eye. doubled it up and tied
great knot at the end, and after twenty
minutes of hard work he got the miss
ing button back on his pantaloons. In
his nervousness he put on q brass
blouse-button with a shank, and he
used just three yards of doubled thread
to make it secure.
1t was ten o'clock before he came
down stairs. He had given up the job
with the one button.
well. have you got thrbughP"
asked.
"Got through! Do you expect | can
sew on 2S4 buttons in two hours?"
"Well, I'll see to the rest in the
! morning"
'No. you won't! Don't you dare to
touch any of my clothingl The worm
has finally turned, and he proposes to
take care of himself after thisr'
Next morning he put on one of the
vests he had stripped of buttons and
fastened it with five safety-pins- He
put on a coat from which he had cut
two buttons, and those were also re-
placed by the pins. He came down and
paraded around to attract my notice,
and 1 finally said:
"Mr. Bowser. 1 want to beg your
! forgiveness. / knew there were over
two hundred buttons off your clothes.
but I was shiftless and slack. This
will be great moral lesson to me, and
/ promise you"
Didn't / tell you the worm had
turned!" he interrupted, as he waved
his hand in an imperious way. 81 have
got TO 60 down town in this fashion.
People will remark it and of course
they will understand how it is"
He was gone about twenty minutes,
and then sneaked ba.k, slipped softly
upstairs and changed his clothes and
skipped out Next day heard that he
actually took the car to 90 down in his
safety-pIn suit. He had scarcely got
I seated when he heard a passenger
/ whisper:
why, look at that fat. bald-headed
old coon over thcrei Is he tramp or
an escaped lunatic?"
That feller?" was the reply. why.
that's old Bowser! I'll bet he's rugged
out that way to spite his wife,
When Mr.. Bowser came up TO dinner
neither of us mentioned buttons. II
was not until he was ready to leave the
house that he said:
Mrs. Bowser, this must never hap
pen again-never! You are my wife.
but don't drive me too far-too far!''-
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